To be me is be black
EVERYONE looking at me figuring the worst.
It seems like my skintone is cursed,
From Martin Luther King to Eric Garner
Black people are losing their honor.
But when I look at me
I see nothing but beauty.
So rich in color, I can not be matched by another...
My hair is kinky and knotted, I am easily spotted.
I try to smile often but at times I lose,
Because life just gets me down.
The verdict of a case can easily wipe the smile off my face.
Today sparks the change,
Silent, is what I will no longer remain.
Because black is inspired beauty,
And should not be treated as a disease.
Look me in my eyes,
And find the subtle spark that remains.
As ALL LIFE MATTERS,
I self proclaim.
Black lives matter ALL THE SAME.
This is just a screen with my feelings,
So join me if you are willing.
This is an outcry for unity
and all it has to take is YOU and ME.